When it came to my dad
you'd be waiting for love until
the cows came home.
And you even had to go round
the cows up or they wouldn't return.
Dad never tried to love any of his kids,
it messed with our heads.
My aunt asked me,
did my cousin call me yet,
I told her no and he won't I bet.
My oldest brother hasn't said a word
to me for thirty some years.
I've called him several times,
he never tries to call me anytime.
Sometimes we can wait on love,
that's what we'll be doing waiting.
The love birds will be mating,
but we won't be dating.
You'll be sitting alone,
like a toad on a stone.
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